pump-in-style
Marc got to feed the kid! I will be officially handing over the reins once or twice a day to the man of the house. Thanks to science and technology, now, sitting next to me at my desk in a discreet black backpack is a motor with tubes attached to it, which get attached to me. I won’t go into any more detail, other than to mention that this modern day breast pump torture device will make my life easier. But, I gotta say, after hooking myself up to the disturbingly elaborate mechanism, breastfeeding the kid is like a trip to the day spa.
Listening: Tokyo Police Club
